Azeroth Trail of Light

On the sky of the Land of Ghosts, a layer of dark sky appeared at some unknown time, but it has always hung there. In Cirvanas' memory, it has always been like this when she was born. It is said that it was in her When the parents first came to this land, this layer of darkness already existed.

Arthas stood on the edge of the Land of Ghosts, his gray eyes reflected the scene on the other side of the river in front of him, the maple leaves were in full bloom, and the air was full of fragrance, which reminded him of Lordaeron Memories, even though he, now, doesn't need those memories.

For the dead, memories are painful, so the dead don't need sleep, but even so, every time the tide of memories comes, they will be trapped in the past scenes, unable to extricate themselves, the beautiful memories collide with the cruel reality At this time, the spirit of the deceased will feel great pain.

Arthas is used to this. Frostmourne's evil mana makes his body stronger and his spirit tougher. He won't be driven mad by the sight of the past like those low-level undead. Don't allow your subordinates to have such a bad situation.

"coming…"

Kel'Thuzad's deep voice rang in Alsace's mind. The King of Death Knights turned around, and he placed a delicate gemstone on the stone behind him. In the darkness of the Land of Ghosts, a silver curtain of light appeared On the top of the gemstone, on the other end, is a high elf with long golden hair and blue eyes, who looks graceful, but the signs of time have already appeared on his face.

Judging from his attire, he should be an archmage.

"Darkhan, I found what you need!"

Alsace stretched out his hand and waved it forward. A tall figure appeared behind Alsace. When he approached the light curtain, the faint light illuminated his face, thin, pale and indifferent.

"This is the most powerful warrior under my command. The most wonderful thing is that he has secrets about defensive runes in his head. So, Darkan, now I need you to do what you promised me. Wait until everything When the dust settles, I will reward you!"

Alsace looked at the archmage in the light curtain with surprise and joy on his face, and a stiff smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"I am a generous person, whether it is the sun well or the secret of eternal life, I can give it to you!"

A few seconds later, the elf on the other side of the light curtain spoke. His voice was very magnetic, gentle, and clearly pronounced. It was obvious that he was a powerful person.

Actually, he is too.

Dar'Khan Drathir, one of the lords of the Silvermoon City Council, one of the twelve members of the Supreme Council of Quel'Thalas except King Anasterian and Prince Kael'thas , which is already at the apex of Quel'Thalas.

But Darkan inherited all the high elves' enthusiasm for magic. He longed for more power, but he was also a speculator, so Darkan would not pay attention to Alsace's promise.

This elf mage is very similar to Kel'Thuzad, but he is more rational than Kel'Thuzad. He only believes in the power he has in his hands, so even if he makes false claims with Alsace, it is only to use the power of the king of death knights to break through the sun. Well tight protection.

As long as he can obtain the power hidden in the eternal holy water of the sun well, it is enough for him to become a saint.

Therefore, facing Alsace's request, Darkan said very reservedly,

"Of course, my ally, just give me a little time... I can open the door to the defensive rune for you, but I need a little time..."

"I'll give you time, Darkan, 7 days! You only have 7 days!"

Alsace stroked the ebony ring on his finger and said indifferently,

"If I haven't seen the release of the defensive rune when the sun sets on the seventh day, then all the transactions between you and Kel'Thuzad will spread throughout Silvermoon City, and you and I both know what that means .”

There was a glimmer of haze in Darkan's eyes, but his expression didn't change much. He nodded with the elf's unique etiquette,

"Very good, 7 days is enough, but I need all of General Theron's memories, remember, all of them, the defensive rune is a very complicated magical structure, even a little bit wrong, it will attract the attention of the sunstriders , I can't bear the result, and neither can you!"

Alsace didn't speak, just put his hand on Lor'themar Theron's forehead, and as his finger was gently pulled outward, a brilliant silver spark appeared on Alsace's fingertips, He moved it to the surface of the gem, and the next moment, Darkan's joyful voice came over.

"Ah...I feel it, these are the secrets that were passed down by the top of the ranger army, very good, I know!"

The light curtain shattered, and Arthas lightly stroked it, and the powdered gemstone was swept away, and Kel'Thuzad's voice sounded again.

"Darkan is not a good collaborator, I can only do this!"

"Enough is enough. As long as the defensive rune is opened, I will do the rest myself. These stupid elves are superstitious about the power of magic, but they will soon see the power that will not be subdued by magic!"

Alsace turned his head to look at the indifferent death knight Lor'themar Theron, and said with a chuckle,

"That's... real power!"

Amidst Alsace's laughter, the Land of Ghosts regained its tranquility again. As Sylvanas' replacement, Lor'themar Theron, the original elf regent in history, his fate was also determined. changed.

After Cirvanas fled, Arthas quickly found a substitute. As a means of demonstrating his strength, he personally gave the dead Lor'themar Theron a new life. Before Kel'Thuzad was resurrected, Lor'themar, whose strength was only one level lower than Cirvanas, became the number one general under Alsace's command.

The 4,000 reinforcements led by Lor'themar and the rangers who were wiped out by Sylvanas, in addition to the hundreds of people who fled at the last moment, also accompanied their commander, becoming the sharpest war bow of the undead Scourge.

Of course, Dick didn't know about the change in Lor'themar's fate, and neither did Cirvanas. They are now quietly marching towards Quel'Thalas along the river bank not far from Fengxing Village. Erwanas said that after Fengxing Village and Golden Mist Village were destroyed, the undead here were also transferred away, leaving only a miserable ruin.

Dick stretched out his hand and made a stop movement. Everyone sat in the middle of the woods. The domesticated war horses seemed to know the dire situation.

Myra, Dick, Cirvanas, and Liadrin were sitting at the front. They were discussing the next plan while eating cold dry food.

"As long as you cross the Golden Mist Village tonight, you will be able to reach the river bank of the Land of Ghosts. Opposite is the Eversong Forest in the defensive rune. There is a portal directly to Silvermoon City, so as long as we get there, we will be safe. !"

Cirvanas used a twig to draw the approximate shape of Land of Ghosts and Eversong Forest on the ground, while Dick frowned,

"How far is Golden Mist Village from the Tacqueline battlefield?"

"It will take about 4 hours to march at full strength. Our route is equivalent to walking around the Tacqueline battlefield."

Liadrin explained to Dick, "The path Cirvanas pointed out is correct. Walking this way is enough to throw off our pursuers. This section of the road is very difficult. Only the real The ranger who knows the shortcut we have taken."

"Um…"

Dick nodded. Although he still had some grudges against Cirvanas, he had already seen the skills of the Ranger General during this day and night of escape. She was the most outstanding, she even used four simple traps to kill three abominations in the mud without any effort.

From Dick's point of view, this Ranger General is essentially a hybrid of a shooting hunter and a survival hunter. Apart from not being able to have animal companions, her ability is as amazing as her figure.

"What I'm worried about now is that Alsace may have set up a defense line along the edge of the Ghostland, and his strength is enough for him to squander."

Dick took out his pipe, took two puffs, and then pointed to Cirvanas' simple map,

"Look, there are only 6 bridges across the river at the border between the Land of Ghosts and Eversong Forest. He only needs to allocate one-third of the soldiers to block these places tightly, and According to the Ranger General, Halduron and Theron withdrew to Quel'Thalas, so even if they receive a call for help, it will take at least 20 minutes to come over."

"No...it won't take that long, we don't even need reinforcements."

Cirvanas pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then said,

"This is the confidential information of the Ranger Troop. Let's put it this way, there is a reason why I must ask everyone to go to Jinwu Village. There is a small dock there, which is the secret stronghold of the Ranger Troop. There are always five small boats powered by magic. As soon as we get there, we're pretty sure we'll be able to enter Quel'Thalas."

"So, you only need to reach Jinwu Village?"

Myra Dawnblade's excited eyes widened. Although as paladins, eradicating evil is their bounden duty, the endless battles these days have already tired everyone, including Dick.

"Yes, as long as we reach Golden Mist Village, but... the terrain there is a depression, which is a natural trap. Once Alsace sets an ambush there, we will not be able to escape!"

Cirvanas' expression was solemn, "Although this is a secret known only to the top brass of the ranger army, I'm not sure if this secret has been exposed. You should think about it, this is a big gamble!"

"No... actually this is our only chance."

Dick glanced at Liadrin and breathed a sigh of relief,

"Before I kept it from everyone, in fact, our food is not enough for half a day, and the horses and knights are exhausted to the extreme, and the comfort of the Holy Light has its limit. If this continues, everyone will collapse, so Jinwu Village The pier is our only chance!"

Dick stood up, put the last mouthful of dry food into his mouth,

"Distribute all the holy water, don't be stingy with it, Myra, you take the brothers to be responsible for protecting Liadrin and her priests, and assign 10 less injured brothers to join me as the candidate for the end. This time, we must send everyone to Quel'Thalas!"

Myra and Liadrin both nodded, and Dick finally set his sights on Cirvanas,

"Madam General, I hope you can truly fulfill your responsibilities after crossing the river. Quel'Thalas is really not as impenetrable as you think. Arthas hasn't appeared all day, so you must have thought of that In the worst case, once the high elves are breached, Lordaeron's defenses will also face terrible pressure from the north. We are now grasshoppers on a rope. Saving you is equivalent to saving ourselves. I hope you can save us. Bring these words to your king, so that he can truly understand what Quel'Thalas is facing now!"

General Ranger closed her eyes, she took a deep breath, then nodded, and Dick nodded too, looking at Myra and Liadrin,

"Then, go and rest. After two hours, we will set off to Jinwu Village!"